A Guide to Saving the Wicked

Jing Haoyang's current identity is at least a domineering president. When he first came to the branch in City B, he had to hold a meeting for a few days to check the results of each department.

So as soon as he arrived at the company, he was almost in a hurry, so busy that he didn't even eat lunch.

He was in a meeting when he received the call from Xie Jiawen.

The person speaking on the stage was the marketing manager we are familiar with. He was also the one who was interrupted by Jing Haoyang to pick up Xie Jiawen from school last time.

This time he was halfway through his speech, and he was explaining his great business harvest this year, his expression couldn't be controlled and he was a little bit beaming.

Jing Haoyang, who was looking at him seriously, suddenly frowned.

"I, I..." The manager of the marketing department, who had been speaking very fluently, froze for a moment, and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Just when he thought he made a mistake, he finally saw the culprit who changed Jing Haoyang's expression - Jing Haoyang took out his mobile phone.

Immediately afterwards: "Interrupt."

The chairman, who was still frowning just now, shook his phone and went straight out of the conference room, leaving a group of people looking at each other, winking and trying to convey information.

Jing Haoyang who was outside couldn't notice this scene, he was even more curious about what Xie Jiawen was doing calling him: "What's wrong?"

I told Xie Jiawen before that I can call him if I have something to do. Now that I really call, Jing Haoyang of course takes care of his brother's emotions first. After all, he doesn't want the company, so he makes it casually.

Xie Jiawen had already forcibly pulled himself out of the embarrassing quagmire. After Jing Haoyang left, he took off his clothes and rolled back to sleep.

The reason why he woke up was because his aunt was knocking on the door and calling him to get up and eat.

But Jing Haoyang never came back.

He just wanted to ask, after all, it was in someone else's house, so what would it be like if he ate it without asking.

"Where are you? Aren't you coming back for dinner?"

His own embarrassment strongly resisted Jing Haoyang's appearance.

But he is not only in someone else's house, Jing Haoyang is the only relative he knows now, it really can't be justified without asking.

So the question is very awkward, just to be polite.

Jing Haoyang heard Xie Jiawen's anxious voice very clearly, recalling how weak his little brother was, he realized it.

My little brother is still a little scared in a strange place by himself.

Thinking of this, his tone became much softer: "If you're not hungry, just wait for me, I'll be right back."

If you're not hungry, don't come back.

"Okay, I'll put the vegetables in the warmer first."

"Just let auntie let it go, you can't afford it."

"Thank you for your concern." Xie Jiawen: Sad, embarrassed, ashamed, hated, but still smiling.

Jing Haoyang was in a good mood, and after hanging up the phone, he gave a thumbs up for his thoughtfulness.It was the first time he did this kind of thing, and he did it quite well. Xie Jiawen smiled so happily.

Not only did he not recover after sleeping, but Xie Jiawen started to ache all over his body. He exhausted all his strength to move himself to the first floor, and he didn't want to go upstairs at all.It can only float towards the sofa like a wandering soul, and it becomes soft into a puddle.

Back in the conference room, Jing Haoyang was still the ice-cold chairman, but if he observed carefully, his expression seemed to be a little bit more like a spring breeze.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If the chairman is in a good mood, they don't have to worry too much about being scolded for saying something wrong later.

The manager of the marketing department raised his hand, pointing to the PPT and was about to continue—attention!I'm about to start boasting like crazy!

Jing Haoyang: "Let's adjourn the meeting first, you go to eat, and continue at three o'clock in the afternoon."

The manager of the marketing department, who was interrupted three times in total, smiled and said, "Okay, chairman."

Jing Haoyang, who walked away, heard the voice and looked back, met the eyes of the marketing manager, nodded slightly with his brows, and then left the company.

"What's the matter? What does the chairman's last look mean!" The marketing manager panicked, thinking that the mmp in his heart had been heard.

"You're watching a PPT, aren't you thinking too much?"

"Or what is wrong with you? If you are stared at for no reason, the leader must be thinking about you!"

"Your marketing department's performance this year is very good, don't panic..."

"But he ended up staring at QAQ as I walked out of the office."

……

Jing Haoyang, who had already appeared on the way home, sat in the back seat of the Maybach, and the quiet environment gave him more opportunities to recall.

Thinking back to the Mediterranean who was interrupted three times by him, although he was a bit ugly and bald, he was a good boy.The boss blindly obeys what he says, and he likes it.

"The one who spoke today, calculate the amount of five points from his performance, and send him a personal bonus according to this amount, which will be deducted from my personal account."

Assistant Zhou, the number one top boy: "Okay."

Never favor one over another Jing Haoyang: "Give me a share too."

???

"Thank you, Mr. Jing."

Doubtful but yes.

The boss gave Ma Cao, Assistant Zhou wandered all the way on the edge of crime, and immediately sent Jing Haoyang back to the villa.

"Stay here and have dinner together, and we'll go back to the company together later."

The original owner was a workaholic and often left Assistant Zhou to eat with him, so Assistant Zhou naturally stayed.

When they stepped into the villa, the two people who were very sensitive to the environment immediately noticed a different smell in the air.

The villa seemed too quiet.

None of the servants who were usually active in the hall were seen, and it seemed empty.

On the sofa in the corner, a thin and thin figure was sleeping soundly.

Jing Haoyang immediately noticed that his little brother was curled up on the sofa and was not sleeping peacefully.

"Xie Jiawen, wake up, why are you sleeping here?"

Jing Haoyang walked up to Xie Jiawen and gave him a slight push.

Xie Jiawen, who was just tired and confused, snorted, looked at Jing Haoyang with misty eyes, and said in a hoarse voice that had just woken up: "You're back..."

I'm learning how to bray again.

Jing Haoyang was very helpless.

But in front of Assistant Zhou, he didn't say anything, he just answered Xie Jiawen's question.

"Come back, let's get up and eat."

Xie Jiawen hummed, stood up with Jing Haoyang's arm in his hand, and swayed to the dining table in a daze, completely oblivious to the dumbfounded Assistant Zhou.

Mr. Jing is too fond of his nephew!

Doting on his son more than a father doting on him!

Mr. Yijing lives in a cold and iceberg state that does not eat the fireworks of the world. I am afraid that he will never have a child in this life. Xie Jiawen may be the future prince if he is not sure.

Immediately, Xie Jiawen, who was not low in Assistant Zhou's heart, climbed up again, almost reaching the same height as Jing Haoyang.

But he was brought up by Mr. Jing. Among so many poor students, Mr. Jing picked him at a glance.He will always remember Mr. Jing's kindness in his heart!

After Mr. Jing retires, even if Xie Jiawen becomes the actual person in charge of the Xie family, Mr. Jing will always be the boss with the highest position in his heart.

This is the basic principle of his life.

All the good qualities in him were literally shining.

Jing Haoyang helped Xie Jiawen, who was sore all over, to the dining table. In his busy schedule, he took time to glance at Assistant Zhou who was still moving himself: Stupid?

Assistant Zhou immediately came back to his senses, and ran to the kitchen to serve the dishes.The elite man in the suit ran to the kitchen, and appeared one after the other with the auntie wearing an apron, and the picture looked disharmonious as expected.

Fortunately, there were not many dishes, so Assistant Zhou returned to his seat, eating seriously.

Jing Haoyang was used to being arrogant in every sense of the word. In front of Assistant Zhou, he personally served a bowl of fish soup and put it in front of Xie Jiawen. His voice became gentler than usual: "Drink the soup first."

Xie Jiawen passed Jing Haoyang a few times to feed him, and he has long been used to his ways.Silently let Jing Haoyang pass the soup over, and the moment the soup bowl fell off the table, his right hand quickly grasped the initiative of the spoon, and his left hand also firmly held the soup bowl.

While not letting go of Jing Haoyang's every move, he quickly sent the soup in the spoon to his mouth.

As long as he is fast enough, Jing Haoyang will have no chance to force him!

The little brother is so good, the satisfaction in Jing Haoyang's eyes is almost overflowing, and an imperceptible smile flows in his eyes.By the way, I studied Xie Jiawen-he seems to like fish soup?You can tell your aunt to continue stewing fish soup at night.

Assistant Zhou, who was in the third perspective, suddenly felt that there seemed to be a strange sour smell in the air that he had never smelled before.

Mr. Jing...how does it look like raising a wife?

The sour smell of love?

Is his brain broken along with his eyes?A bag full of scraps.

After 3 minutes of self-denial, Assistant Zhou who saw Jing Haoyang's various cares for Xie Jiawen silently put his left hand down on the dining table.

From an angle under the table that no one can see, Assistant Zhou tremblingly rubbed the emergency call button on his phone... If Mr. Jing was really a beast who attacked his nephew, he would bravely stand up and identify him, and personally send Mr. Jing to prison .

Salute to yourself who is not afraid of power!

Jing Haoyang: "Are you Parkinson's?"

"what?"

"what?"

Assistant Zhou and Xie Jiawen looked at Jing Haoyang at the same time, one full of guilt, the other full of embarrassment.

Is the thing full of rubbish in my head discovered! ! !

Can I let go of my trembling hands? ! !

Jing Haoyang picked up a serving of chopsticks and put them in Xie Jiawen's bowl, and raised his chin towards Assistant Zhou: "You are shaking so badly, you should go to the hospital to have a look, and I will give you a vacation in the afternoon."

Only then did Assistant Zhou notice that his right hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly - he lost his composure like this!

"No, no, I just, just haven't had a good rest..."

It's all because of his sister's overbearing CEO Bingshan Gong x personal assistant's scheming, so much rubbish appears in his mind!

A good job as a high-paying assistant ended up in the miserable end of a rotten man.

At any rate, Assistant Zhou is someone who has seen the big world. Although his inner drama is richer, when he quickly sorted out his emotions, his gentle and elite side can be revealed without any flaws.

heart,

——I won’t be able to come to the chairman’s house for dinner in the future.

As if unable to swallow the last bite of food, Assistant Zhou and Auntie cleaned up the table one after the other.

Jing Haoyang was defiant again in all respects, and the princess carried Xie Jiawen back to the bedroom.

Assistant Zhou's inner sister's voice was screaming: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!marry!marry! !kiss him!superior!he! ! !make him cry! ! !

Hey, the police, I want to report-I'm a piece of shit, I'm a piece of garbage, let the city take me away.

Assistant Zhou, who was in a trance, went back to his room in Jinghaoyang Villa where he often rested, closed his eyes in pain, and couldn't bear to let the waste material take advantage of it to harm him.

Turn over anxiously.

Mr. Jing...he, he can't really be a pervert.

Xie Jiawen's soft-handed and soft-footed appearance, and the appearance of waiting for Jing Haoyang to hold him for long-distance travel are really suspicious. This is the third day he came to the villa and he became like this... Even though he was thin before, But it didn't affect the way of life.

Now they are alone...

……

The scenes on Jing Haoyang's side are not as inappropriate as Assistant Zhou's brain-filling full of waste.

When Xie Jiawen was put on the bed, he quickly turned around and rolled on the other side of the bed in shame.

Jing Haoyang looked at his vigorous figure and thought seriously: "You are quite energetic, wait for me to come back at night, and go out for a night run after dinner."

Xie Jiawen, who was lying on the bed, was so excited that he turned over and jumped up, and then fell down with a distorted face-the soreness index on his body was due to his sudden death, which briefly reached the level of giving birth.

"Aw—" The screams followed.

Jing Haoyang was disgusted immediately, a real man never complains of pain!

... Forget it, Xie Jiawen is still a month away from becoming a man, and he is not yet a man.

"Take a rest, I'll go back to the company later." After Jing Haoyang finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave. He returned to the bedroom now, and he still had time to do a few sets of push-ups.

Xie Jiawen had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and when Jing Haoyang turned around, he stretched out his hand to hold the corner of his clothes: "Were you busy when I called you before?"

Jing Haoyang glanced at Xie Jiawen, not understanding why he was asking these questions.

Xie Jiawen: "I seemed to hear someone talking, and then I was interrupted by you."

Since Xie Jiawen knew about it, Jing Haoyang didn't hide it: "Well, I was in a meeting at the time."

"When I called you, did you finish your meeting?"

Geng Zhijing Haoyang: "No, the people in the marketing department are summing up their performance."

"You left the company and came back directly?" Xie Jiawen seemed to hear the flower blooming in his heart.

Even though it was very wrong, he couldn't help being moved.

When he was only six years old, he thought that his father would not be obsessed with working overtime all the time, and that he could play with him when he had the opportunity.

The children from other people's families were all picked up by their father, and his father was still working overtime and did not come to pick him up.

When Dad came, the lights were already on, and he squatted alone in the guard room, realizing for the first time that work was more important than him.

But now Jing Haoyang lost his job just to come back to eat with a stranger like him.

My heart became warm, and I suddenly got what I had been longing for for more than ten years. In addition to being happy, I was also full of emotion.

Although he still can't regard Jing Haoyang as his own uncle, and he can't call out the word "uncle", but he will definitely respect and love him in the future, and take good care of him.

Xie Jiawen looked at Jing Haoyang, and seriously explained his naive but sincere thoughts.

Jing Haoyang suddenly turned pale with shock.

I treat you like a brother, but you want to treat me like a father!

The author has something to say: The promised double update, the two-in-one chapter will be published directly

Sorry for being late home, I just coded it out orz

Goodnight, everyone